ROGER:. One song glory, one song before I go. Glory, one song to leave behind. Find one song, one last refrain. Glory, from the pretty boy front man. .
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One song. Glory. One song. Before I go. Glory. One song to leave behind. . Find one song. One last refrain. Glory. From the pretty boy front man. Who wasted opportunity.
Come out of the darkness. . Get up, alarm clock, lip gloss, what a shock. Get dressed, front door, more stress, what for?. Trapped in your world. You know you're trapped in your world.
It is the saddest day. When you find you're alone. Well, that's why I'm here with you. See, I got no place to go. . Yeah, the truth is I feel safe here.
I'd like to get you. On a slow boat to China. All to myself alone. To get you and keep you in my arms evermore. Leave all your lovers weepin' on the faraway shore.
Obertura En Cojines. Que si recojo los pasos por los adoquines. Que si quedo dormido en la misma cancin. Ser por que adoro los viejos cojines. Amigos terribles de rayar el sol..
A taxi waits for no one in another place. It waits and then it disappears without a trace. You stood upon the window sill and said goodbye. I watched you as you fell into a cloudy sky.
Too late, I spoke too soon. On the dark side of your moon. Floating 'round you like an astronaut. . Seems like you can't convey. The words I wanna hear you say.
Looking for the anwers. Not knowing what I'll find. Gonna take my chances. Won't let it hurt me this time. Once before. Put my faith in someone. I was wrong, I was wrong.
All that's left are the movies. And we've seen them all before. After that there are the streets. From the city down to the shore. . And then there are the stars.
Listen don't turn away now. you know there's a first time for these feelings. speak to me show me the way now. are my hopes all empty dreams. or must we say goodbye.
I didn't know it would feel like this. To miss thw warmth of a tender kiss. To lie here on my own. Awake drift alone. And watch the dawn. Bring in another empty day.
Verse 1:. Fighting every system just to prove to know you're living. Do you taste or is it never enough?. And you're taking all your time to find a moment, is it fading?.
Oh hey. Lately I find myself putting on the same clothes everyday. Trying to recapture the way it went. And I find myself crying in my bed, lying like Im dead.
Os bias-frias. Quando tomam umas biritas. Espantando a tristeza. Sonham com bife a cavalo, batata-frita. E a sobremesa. goiabada casco,com muito queijo.
O Compositor me disse. Que eu cantasse distraidamente esss canco. Que eu cantasse como se o vento. Soprasse pela boca vindo do pulmo. E que eu ficasse ao lado pra escutar o vento.
Acreditar na existncia dourada do sol. Mesmo que em plena boca nos bata o acoite. Contnuo da noite. Arrebentar a corrente que envolve o amanh. Despertar as espadas, varrer as esfinges das encruzilhadas.
Caa a tarde feito um viaduto. E um bbado trajando luto me lembrou Carlitos. A lua, tal qual a dona de um bordel. Pedia a cada estrela fria um brilho de aluguel.